Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. (Rainer Maria Rilke)

Sunday, September 24, 2017

After the Storm


Well, we pretty much took a direct hit.  


Obliterated the fence.  Although it was rather flimsy, so I'm not surprised.


Snapped the pine trees right off.  


I could smell the intense scent of pine there was so much breakage in the area.  It's now faded.


It stripped the pines of their needles and branches.


And now the woods seem battered and naked.


I had a favorite tree behind the mailbox.


He's not looking so good now, poor guy.


Happy to report my other fave made it okay though.


I really do like all the trees, but the above two I just mentioned happen to call to me a little louder than the rest :)


I've got absolutely nothing left blooming except this rogue Jatropha volunteer.  The three big Jatrophas on the side of the house are so tortured looking, I couldn't even take a photo of them.  They're going to need a lot of love...along with everything else.


We were extremely lucky.  We made it through okay.  And the house was hardly touched.  Local damage is pretty severe.  We didn't have power for a week afterwards.  I'm still dehydrated even though we had plenty of water.  We do have a small generator, but we didn't have gas to run it until three days afterwards and when we did get it going a fan just didn't make it in the 94 degree weather.  This is our third hurricane and we thought we were prepared.  Ha!  Irma was a bad, bad thing.


I'm very happy to find that all of my regular bird and squirrel families that visit are accounted for and seem to be in good health!   Be well!  ☮